“Being alone lets you develop, become strange, be mad. If to be with people is to be socialized, to submit your rough edges to the whetstone of others’ desires, to be asocial is to be ragged and, thus, original.”
from Emily Cooke’s beautiful essay “The Lonely Ones,” on Sontag and loneliness
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